Chapter Forty-Eight: Jumping into the River

"Where did he come from??"

Xu Fan's eyes almost fell out of his sockets, and he was so shocked that he ran away, his mana ran his legs, running desperately, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

"You can't escape the !!"

Yin Zong was floating behind, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous, and he couldn't wait to peel Xu Fan's skin and cramp, crush his bones and scatter ashes.

He increased his mana, and the wind swirled, almost lifting his toes off the ground, and his speed became faster and faster.

"I'm going to be caught up ......"

Xu Fan has been paying attention to the movement behind him, Yin Zong's figure is constantly approaching, and his speed has reached the extreme, his legs are gradually sore and heavy, and he is obviously over-exercising, even if there is mana to relieve it, it will not help.

"The spells used by Old Demon Yin are twice as effective with half the effort compared to me, even if I cultivate more mana now, I will definitely not be able to consume him. ”

Xu Fan's mood was a little heavy, and it was at this moment that he realized the gap between the two.

Compared with Yin Lao Mo, it was like he was holding a machine gun in his hand, and Yin Lao Mo was holding a rifle.

But he hasn't learned to use a machine gun yet, so he can only use a machine gun as a cold weapon to smash, while the other party is piercing through a hundred steps and hitting every shot.

A few minutes later, Old Demon Yin was only a dozen meters away from Xu Fan, and a white light lit up in his hand, shooting directly at Xu Fan's vest.

"Bloody, block it!"

At the moment of crisis, Xu Fan did not hesitate to call for blood to block his back.

Boom!

The white light hit the bloody demon, and a cloud of blood qi and white light annihilated together, and the bloody demon roared and rushed towards Old Demon Yin.

"Get out!!"

Old Demon Yin raised his hand, and it was a fireball that hit the bloody demon, forcing the bloody demon to retreat again and again.

However, his cultivation was too low, and his mana could not cast several spells at the same time, so his speed suddenly dropped, and the distance widened by another hundred meters.

And the Blood Demon turned into blood light again and flew back into the Blood Demon Bead in an instant, but its blood qi was thinner a little thinner.

"Damn! Even to the ends of the earth, you can't escape!"

Old Demon Yin recast the spell and rose with the wind, and the speed was even faster than before.

The corners of his mouth were full of coldness, if he changed the direction, he might not dare to chase for too long, but unfortunately, the direction in which Xu Fan ran happened to be contrary to the direction of the Immortal Cultivator Association's residence.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The figures of the two were so fast that ordinary people could almost only see a shadow passing by.

Go over the hill next to the villa.

Passing through more than ten kilometers of suburban flatland.

Crossing streams.

An hour later, the two came to a great river that flowed endlessly.

Rumble...... Rumble......

Jialing River is located in the south of Nanjiang City, which is also named after Nanjiang City.

The banks of the river are thousands of meters wide, and the yellow muddy water is gushing and gushing.

Xu Fan stopped on the shore, sweating profusely, his face was frighteningly white, his wheezing was as violent as a blower, and his legs were as heavy as lead.

In the dantian, the small branches transformed by the immortal roots trembled slightly, and the mana in the puddle below was almost bottomed.

Even if the immortal root tried its best to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, it could not make up for the consumption.

He was so tired, so tired that Xu Fan wanted to lie on the ground immediately, but he couldn't lie down, because Old Demon Yin was still chasing.

Why is he in hot pursuit?

Xu Fan looked back.

Hundreds of meters away, Old Demon Yin was also pale, and his speed was much slower than at the beginning, but he still floated towards him without stopping.

With such great perseverance and believing, if it weren't for Xu Fan himself being the object of pursuit, he would have been moved.

"Don't, don't chase, we, let's shake hands and make peace, okay?"

Xu Fan casually said something that he didn't believe, because he really couldn't run.

"You can't escape!"

Yin Lao Mo's eyes were gloomy, but he was very surprised in his heart, he could see that Xu Fan had been simply using mana to escape, compared to him using spells to resist the wind, the mana consumption was at least several times greater, even if his cultivation was lower than Xu Fan, as long as Xu Fan's mana was consumed, he could definitely catch up.

However, he actually ran for an hour in one go, during which he drank a bottle of freshly refined spiritual liquid to last until now, and he really couldn't figure out how Xu Fan did it.

"Bloody. ”

A cloud of blood shadow as faint as smoke emerged from the blood bead in Xu Fan's hand, and the originally rich blood was originally strong at this time, and it felt like a strong wind could blow it away.

As soon as it appeared, it trembled, Xu Fan felt a wisp of fear, it was a fear of death, it seemed to tell Xu Fan that it would die if it was hit by a fireball again this time.

Xu Fan hesitated for a moment and withdrew the blood.

Although the blood demon is not a good thing, it finally saved him all the way, if it was not for the blood demon, he would have been caught up by Yin Lao Mo.

Seeing that Old Demon Yin was approaching, Xu Fan looked at the river in front of him, his heart moved, and he made a decision.

"Old Demon Yin!" Xu Fan suddenly shouted, directly calling the word Old Demon.

A chill swept through Yin Zong's eyes, and he did not respond.

"This time, the master is planted in your hands, and if there is a chance, the master will come to you to ask for it back! Haha, if you have the ability, you can chase me in the river!"

Xu Fan laughed, jumped into the river suddenly, jumped up in the air, and fell into the river with a bang.

"Bastard !!"

Yin Zong's expression changed greatly, his speed soared, and he came to the shore in a few blinks of an eye, and his eyes fell on Xu Fan, who had not yet sunk in the water.

Immediately, Yin Zong's gray robe swayed, and he really jumped into the river.

"You're really dancing!"

Xu Fan's eyes widened, and he quickly closed his breath and sank into the depths of the river.

On the river.

Bang Bang Bang!!

Yin Zong's feet stepped on the river, and more than a dozen white lights shot into the water like bullets, and then he flicked his sleeves, and his toes were a little on the surface of the water, like a flying swallow sweeping back to the shore from the river.

The river laps on the shore.

Yin Zong stood on the shore and kept scanning all directions, waiting for a long time without seeing any trace of Xu Fan, his face was gloomy and about to drip.

Suddenly, he covered his mouth and coughed violently a few times, and there were a few wisps of vermilion blood in his palms, the last time he was injured by Caidie, he had not recovered, and now his mana was consumed too much, and his injuries worsened again.

The two disciples left one after another, and then the Immortal Cultivators Association traced his whereabouts, and he was unable to contact the forces in the world.

All of this is thanks to Xu Fan.

The river water is turbid, and in the surging yellow muddy water, the power of man is incomparably small.

Not to mention Xu Fan, who was exhausted of strength.

He couldn't see his surroundings, so he could only shield his nostrils and ear piercings with the little mana he had left, and the whole person flowed down the river.

With his current body, it is not a big deal to insist on not breathing for a few minutes or even ten minutes.

In the river, there is no sight, no hearing, only the body's sense of the outside world.

In such a state, time seems to pass very slowly, and everything becomes very slow.

The stones passing by, the river water that is rushing and slowing, seems to form a picture into Xu Fan's mind.

In addition, there is also the aura of heaven and earth in the river water, even richer than the ground, the immortal roots are frantically absorbing them, and the mana in the puddle is constantly accumulating little by little.